And the Singing continued...

...and it continued until the early hours. Even the birds were singing!

With flash-backs of a previous clear-up operation after another party, taking hours the day after, I set about doing a fairly big chunk of the worst bits before going to bed, which was a sure sign of sobriety! I also called Linds at 5am, to see how she was doing on her walk of the moon! I retired to my bed, thanking the Lawd that I wasn't pounding the streets of London in my bra again!, with many miles to go in the cold.